Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Can't hurt me, I am aspergers

Last month Kimo went around telling people he didn't like we can no longer go to St. Justin's for senior lunch.  Like our feelings would be hurt and we'd shrivel up and die.

I wonder if that was the intention.

Sophia missed me last month even though I've explained it to her a number of times.  She insists I come as her guest January 4, 2015.  Commanding when she wants to be. 

Walter Jr. was affected but Kimo has done so much to me that I don't care.  Little slights and insults at lunch and the puzzle table.  So petty and bush league compared to my "family" makes me laugh.

Kind of makes me happy. 

Been rereading Standing in the Rainbow, Fannie Flagg.  I know it's physically impossible but with colored plastic lights it could be done.  Hmmm...

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Becker's Aspergers-TEMPLE GRANDIN

Found it on season two, 2000.  I thought it was earlier than that.  Seems like discovering my quirk is normal for aspies, taking the online test, happened a long time ago.  Maybe the time distortion is due to seeing it reappear so many times.

God is patient.  If I don't tune in on the message He keeps replaying it until I put it together.  Like the documentary on PBS on Temple Grandin playing over and over maybe 30 times until I watched it.  Only because there was nothing else to watch that night.

I couldn't remember her name at first.  I knew it started with t and meant palace and her last name was something like Grenville.  So I had to watch it over and over. At first I couldn't believe it.  Then I became fascinated.  How enlightened and loving her mother must have been.  It couldn't have been easy for her.

I'm fascinated with how the brain works.  How when putting together jigsaw puzzles the brain assesses and remembers where pieces go.  SO MUCH OF LIFE IS DONE UNCONSCIOUSLY THROUGH PROGRAMMING.  DRIVING A CAR, BRUSHING TEETH, FINDING A SOLUTION.